Windows, in steady progression
offer angels, carefully positioned
assemblages in black vests
and black shoes and black shades--
white wings, sleight of mouth invitation
of minimal relief among severed feet,
decapitated heads, outreached hands--
to be made whole on pavement,
wherever you find it,
could hardly keep silent from
congestion of bodies, strewn
on sidewalks in bags and carts
filled with things
they need most
what is no longer useful.
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